Chapter 5: 第四章 再触虎须

Chen Yuyue seemed not to notice his fury at all. The corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily, and she gave an innocent shrug, softly uttering, "Don't be nervous, I just wanted to test these noodles on you."

"Fuck, you're looking for death." Yu Luoxuan's words were defiant, but the numbness in his wrist forced him to obediently use his other hand to pick up the chopsticks, grab a strand of noodles, and quickly stuff it into his mouth. He swore that tonight was the most pathetic night of his life. He pursed his lips, swallowed the noodles, and forcefully threw the chopsticks down, asking in uncontrollable rage, "Can you let me go now?"

Chen Yuyue no longer made things difficult for him. She released his hand, picked up the chopsticks, and began eating large mouthfuls from her bowl. One needed strength to practice martial arts better; therefore, filling one's stomach was one of her principles.

"Idiot." Yu Luoxuan couldn't stand her beggar-like appearance. He took a glass filled with ice, walked to the bar, poured a large glass of whiskey, and gulped it down in one go. The icy, bitter, and pungent taste instantly extinguished much of the fire in his chest.

"Mmm, delicious. It's on par with Xicui's." Chen Yuyue gulped down the last of the soup and wiped her mouth with satisfaction. Turning her head to glance at the glass in his hand, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you drinking?"

"Hmph." Yu Luoxuan strolled into the living room. His tall, slender figure appeared somewhat gentle and harmless under the soft, amber-like light. He set the highball glass down casually, letting it lie elegantly on the noble black leather sofa, and rested his straight, even legs on the glass coffee table. He asked playfully, "Speak. Who exactly are you, and why did you come looking for me?" This woman's skills were extraordinary; she was definitely not some superficial woman from a nightclub looking to latch onto a wealthy man.

Chen Yuyue tucked away the childishness she had accidentally let slip, wiped away the trace of a satisfied smile from the corner of her mouth, and became fully alert. "How about we make a deal?"

This man was not easy to deal with; if she had known, she shouldn't have followed him so casually. However, since she had chosen this path, there was nothing to fear.

"Ha... a deal?" Yu Luoxuan tilted his head, his wicked eyes staring with interest at the cold Chen Yuyue. He sneered, "That's quite fresh. How much money do you want? Let's hear it."

He had seen plenty of people using beauty to scam money, but in all his life, this was the first time he had seen someone using force to threaten him.

Chen Yuyue had a moment of confusion. "Money? I don't need it. I only need to stay with you for a period of time. Um, I can pay in silver." As she spoke, she pulled a pouch of broken silver from inside her black leather jacket. The red embroidered wallet was very characteristic of her people; the realistic flowers upon it looked like poisonous poppies, slowly blooming before his eyes.

Chen Ziwu's preparations over the past seven years had not been in vain. Through stories, she had instilled much knowledge of this era into her—for example, the fact that she currently lacked that thing called an "ID card," meaning she could not stay at an inn.

Only now did she realize that the Madam had already had this plan in place several years ago. She had always been the chosen one, without exception.

Yu Luoxuan's eyelid twitched, and his thick, dark brows furrowed into a "川" shape. What was she trying to pull? This was getting more and more interesting; this woman certainly knew how to be creative.

Rubbing his smooth chin, Yu Luoxuan stood up in a nonchalant manner and took the money pouch from her hand. Looking at the pile of regularly shaped silver pieces inside, he asked in confusion, "Silver? Are you from an ethnic minority?"

He could never have imagined that the small amount of broken silver and the pouch in his hand were thousand-year-old antiques of immeasurable value.

"No," Chen Yuyue replied without a second thought. Before her family's downfall, they were considered a prestigious and noble clan of the central Yanhuang descendants; how could she be an ethnic minority? In truth, she didn't quite understand what Yu Luoxuan meant, because in Dafeng, "ethnic minorities" referred to those from the northern borders or foreign lands. Although she held no ethnic prejudice, she possessed a deep-seated sense of national pride.

Not? That made sense. Looking at her appearance and such arrogance, she acted more like a young master than a child from an ordinary family. But didn't people from the Miao or other minority groups like silver ornaments? She remembered that when she went traveling, some villages still used silver as currency for transactions.

"Where are you from?" Yu Luoxuan tossed the money pouch onto the transparent glass coffee table with a "clatter." How could he believe she just wanted to stay here for a few days? If she had money, she could easily go find a hotel. What exactly was this woman's motive?

Forget it. In a moment, when she isn't looking, he'll call 110 to report her. He believed that handing her over to the police would be the best solution. Once her identity was cleared up, he could take his revenge slowly. For now, he had to stabilize her. A flash of coldness crossed Yu Luoxuan's handsome face, followed by a rare, charming smile, though in reality, his entire body was tense, and he no longer dared to underestimate the woman before him. Having taken over the family business from his grandfather and dominating the business world for so many years, this was the first time someone had stirred his fighting spirit and desire for conquest.

"You don't need to know that. And as for this deal, you have to agree whether you want to or not." Accompanied by the precise articulation of her words, Chen Yuyue flashed like lightning to Yu Luoxuan's front. She pinched his perfect chin with one hand and swiftly stuffed a pill into his mouth.

This pill was developed by the Ghost Doctor. The Madam had told her long ago that human nature in this era was not as simple and honest as in the Dafeng Dynasty; they possessed plenty of wisdom and cunning, things a sheltered young girl like her could not easily handle. If she had encountered an ordinary person, it wouldn't have mattered; with her martial arts, she wouldn't have needed these pills. But this man, who was even more handsome and bewitching than the Second Prince, though currently constrained by her, made her feel an inexplicable sense of fear whenever their eyes met.

"Cough, cough... what did you put in my mouth?" Just as Yu Luoxuan was still reeling from her superhuman speed, he felt something suddenly appear in his mouth. Before he could even taste the strange flavor, it had already rapidly dissolved.

Seeing that he had successfully swallowed it, Chen Yuyue quickly released him and retreated several steps. Once she felt she was within a safe distance, she spoke eerily, "Don't worry, this isn't ordinary poison; you won't die anytime soon. As long as you listen to me obediently, once this deal is over, I will give you the antidote and then leave. Furthermore, the compensation I give you will definitely amaze you." Under the Madam's arrangements, she had brought quite a few items that were considered priceless in Dafeng but were antiques here; she could give him one or two as compensation.

In truth, she was a very kind person.